KISSBREAKER - I LOVE HARDCORE

Blow Ya

remix(?) of The Rhythmic State "Soap on a Rope (And I Don't Do Coke)" ~ <3

DONT DO KICK

This was a track I made back in 95'... I think it was. Me n Seduction were just chilling in the studio after getting back from playing Helter Skelter. This one kinda came together over night you know. The type of chune that sort of just writes itself. As soon as we finished we got a quick pressing done and I headed over to Hemel Hemstead where I was playing a show with DJ Vibes n Hixxy. The crowd loved it, they sang every word of the chorus. That's when I knew I made something special. I think now we sold like what 2 million copies? Something Mad like that, but yea crazy times. - Lexxy Jax (Transcript from "Happy 2 B Hardcore" documentary filmed in 2009.

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Round 5

This album consists of old projects i thought were worth finishing. The lyrical themes of theese tracks vary from personal — Like in 'Tyrannus', where the poetic self bemoans a friendship —, to utter unfinished non-sense — Like in 'Bodega Cat', which is about a cat living in a store to experience a black friday's havoc.

Tracklist:

01: Satyriasis
02: Bodega Cat
03: Tyrannus
04: Query
05: Sad soil

Meaning of the tracks.
Although i highly believe that there is no universal true interpretation to ANYTHING, and music is to be experienced as a tool to find feelings, thoughts and connections you othervise would not find, i still want to lay down kind of an explanation of how the lyrics were inspired to each track ( Since it's my album, and so my personal way to send a message i guess?). That said, if you'd like to find your own meaning in this album, or the lyrical themes i depict through the tracks, i can only but encourage you to do so.

01: In 'Satyriasis', i'm questioning weather exeptional sexual behaviour in men are a byproduct of social engineering - like pushing sexual content to the young, and/or to the impressionable through social media platform's algorithms -, or is it a neurological condition.

02: A bodega cat, also known as a deli cat, store cat, shop cat, is a type of working cat that inhabits a bodega, which in New York City English refers to a convenience store or deli.[1][2] Like other working cats, a bodega cat is typically a domestic shorthair kept as a form of biological pest control to manage or prevent rodent infestations. - Ways the Wikipedia.
This song is about a Bodega cat experiencing a Black friday's mayhem. The lyrics are not finished, and are in broken english i guess. (Idk, cuz as i'm writing this, i don't remember the lyrics.)

03: At first, 'Tyrannus' was ment to be a sequel to 'Corvus', from the single: 'Corvus' (Xd). But during it's rather long production process, one of my once closest friend and I drifted apart so i channeled my grief into this track. In this almost ten minutes long song, i explain to my former friend, that hurt is slowly enveloping him and an envious, chesty, angry tyrant (or king, as in the lyrics), is taking over his actions. By seperating his person from this "king", i wanted to avoid dehumanizing him, since traumas that affects our behaviour happen not necessarily only because of ourselves. Yet the song still has a reproachful tone, because working around our said traumas is our responsibility, to not let ourselves hurt the people around us.

04: Query

05: 'Sad Soil' was played on my father's twenty- or thirty years old rusty seven string electro-acoustic guitar, so it's not really in tune...
	Confusion, and not knowing is a core problem of humanity. We allways have tried to run away from confusion by inventing ideoligies, which seemed to serve as a bandaid to our finite attention, so that the self presenting mysteries of the overwhelming infinite everything does not have a chance to cripple us. But since humans die where ideoligies live on, the ever swiftly shifting social norms, rules and constructs begin to not be applicable to the still living ideoligies. So confusion reemerges, revolutions and wars break out, to which humanity tries to give an answer by inventing new ideologies, and the cycle continues on.
So while this constant struggle encoumbers our finite attention, species go extinct, rivers run dry, resources run scarse, and when the last missle is detonated, the last bullet is shot, or the last rock is thrown... In search of truth, the only thing that remains is curiosity driven hope, burried by greed, in 510 million square kilometers of infertile and barren sad soil.

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Rien n'existe.

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